Across the Grain

[ithilimp]

As a child shivers in fear
At the sound of a scolding voice
So I feel inside at your touch
I come undone

I thought I knew everything
The rules to life
But I realized too late, far too late
That thinking such was just a dream

Then things seemed far too good to be true
Maybe I should have realized it sooner
Since I never wanted to hurt you
And no one ever wants to be hurt themselves

But it makes little sense
Since I hardly cried a tear
And I can pretend nothings changed
But that’s not fair, and it isn’t right

As a child in darkness
Shivers and hides in bed
Threatened by only the thoughts in his head
With only a glimmer of hope

I’ve known despair, and I’ve known most else
The shaking inside never stops
But no matter how I beg for the night to stay
Eventually she must fade away

As a child stands up to a bully
Shivering yet strong, only to end up humiliated and broken
So I stand anxiously keeping little hope
The little that clings to me is like a hangman’s rope

As unwilling as a child to change
Yet time would play her cards
I never quite realized before
That things like this would be hard

But as a child I’ll stand my ground
Though I might be scared
There’s more to this than I understand
Yet, though I try I can’t stop wondering

Have I truly lost you?
Did I really care?
I doubt there’s a way of knowing
Since these things are never clear

Yet I’m as a child
Filled more with the joy than pain
But thinking that I lost one once
Will I ever be the same?

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The way that i see it, one can never have too much inspiration. If only more of it made sense to me.